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Happiness grows and comes to play
but draws back into a dark cage...
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Was it that long ago I was restricted,
by soldiers of our country wearing...
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The memory of him
tracing doodles of...
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From lung to mouth
to the air. I try to write your...
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In the backwoods
lies a ghost of a river...
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Raindrops falling all around
lips caressing with no bounds...
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This world has turned its back on me and I am in...
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When I go to sleep, a sheet
of paper threatens my throat...
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There is something in the morning air
that makes me unsteady...
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I live here, a world away.
Bizarre birds and beasts...
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Evening skyline shaded in crimson glory
Swimming ducks quacked out their story...
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Oh God, my God
Who is like unto You...